The eyes i see over a glass darkly..
Is it from the castle of dreamswhere i have been?
In my journey i have through the yellow fields
where the butterflies brings the spring season.
The eyes i see are from a distant land
where the sun never goes down,
where the grassshoppers sings with rain.
Where the morning dew is full of stars
They fell down in sleep to the meadows and lost their way
Your Eyes are the glitters of the stars who lost their way,
Your eyes are the stars them self.
I see my ebony woods through which
The path to your heart is drawn.
I am lost my dear in the thoughts of ur scent
I may be lost in the dreams ..of the eyes..
Please dont wake up from the dream my star
Let the lake be filled with the fallen stars
Forever,...and let me walk in the ebony woods
Of your eyes to find theway to your heart...
A never eneding walk..
